Hearing that her agent was about to leave her, Sun Feifei finally showed a panicked look on her face.
She closed her eyes and let the exhausted makeup artist remove the makeup on her face and redo it.
During the subsequent shooting process, Sun Feifei had a stinky face all the time and was full of reluctance.
One of the actions was that Sun Feifei sat on the ground and Xu Yiyi sat on Sun Feifei's ankle. Sun Feifei was supposed to lift Xu Yiyi up forcefully.
It was a very easy action. Besides, Xu Yiyi was just a child and very light in weight, so it should have been a piece of cake to lift him up.
However, Sun Feifei kept making all kinds of excuses. Every time the photographer counted "one, two, three", her leg would droop and she would pretend to complain feebly.
"This kid is too heavy. I simply can't lift her up!"
Yan Mo, who was supervising on the side, rolled her eyes frequently. After the third shooting ended, Yan Mo exploded again.
"Miss Sun, could you please hold on? It's just a job that takes a few seconds. Why do you make it so difficult!"
"Yiyi is just a child who weighs about 40 pounds. He is very light."
But Sun Feifei rubbed her ankle with a wronged look on her face.
"My ankle has been made red by him. Replace him with someone else, a lighter kid."
Xu Yiyi, who was disliked by Sun Feifei, pulled the corner of Xu Qingqing's clothes awkwardly.
Wherever he went, people always said he was cute. It was the first time that his work had encountered so many twists and turns.
"What?"
It was the first time for Yan Mo to hear that someone dared to ask for a replacement partner in front of her.
"Yeah."
Sun Feifei seemed not to notice Yan Mo's increasingly dark face. She walked off the set, took out her phone, opened the photo album, and found a picture of a little girl.
"This is my sister's daughter. Isn't she cute? How about choosing her as the model?"
Yan Mo's patience was completely exhausted. She directly asked the security guards to drive Sun Feifei away.
"My temple is too small to accommodate a great Buddha like you. Go find your niece to cooperate with."
"Editor Yan Mo, Feifei was just joking..." Li Dawei chased after her and tried to explain.
But this time, no matter what he said, Yan Mo was determined to get rid of Sun Feifei.
It was already giving her cousin face that she had allowed Sun Feifei to shoot for her magazine's inner pages.
Unexpectedly, Sun Feifei still wanted to drag in a burden!
No way!
Then, Yan Mo contacted the staff to find a suitable female model to save the day.
The shooting for today was wasted again.
After arranging the follow - up work, regardless of how Sun Feifei cried and made a scene, Yan Mo directly left with Xu Qingqing and Xu Yiyi.
After getting in the car, Yan Mo was worried that Xu Yiyi would feel bad about what had just happened, so she specially explained it to him.
"Yiyi, you don't need to take what just happened to heart. It's not your fault."
After Yan Mo finished speaking, she gently nudged Xu Qingqing in the passenger seat with her hand, asking her to help say a few words too.
But Xu Qingqing looked at Yan Mo with a relaxed look on her face and signaled with her eyes that she didn't need to worry too much.
Yan Mo was a bit puzzled. Wasn't Xu Qingqing, as a mother, too unconcerned about her child?
What if it left a shadow on the child?
Just as Yan Mo was thinking about how to comfort Xu Yiyi a bit more, Xu Yiyi spoke out indifferently.
"Aunt Yan Mo, I've seen through Sun Feifei's tricks. She has been nitpicking on me because she wants to replace me. I won't take it to heart."
Hearing Xu Yiyi speak so clearly, Yan Mo was stunned for a moment. She looked at Xu Qingqing, who was smiling, in disbelief.
"Xu Qingqing, your son is really a smarty! How does he understand all these things?"
Xu Qingqing shrugged helplessly, with a bit of pride in her tone.
"That's why I told you not to worry. Yiyi has been smart since he was a child. Sun Feifei's little tricks are nothing in his eyes."
"How amazing!" Yan Mo looked at Xu Yiyi curiously. Kids these days were really getting smarter and smarter.
Because Yan Mo had hit Song Fuqiang on the head when she took Jing Zhen away last night, Song Nuannuan took Song Fuqiang to the hospital for dressing.
When Song Nuannuan was going to deliver food to Song Fuqiang, she happened to pass by Jing Zhen's ward and saw Jing Zhen sitting on the hospital bed in a daze.
There was also a very handsome male doctor beside her, asking her about her well - being.
Song Nuannuan noticed the name tag on the male doctor's clothes and found that he was from the psychology department. There was no need for him to take care of Jing Zhen at all.
Song Nuannuan guessed in her heart that this was probably a new lover that Jing Zhen had hooked up with.
She should let Song Fuqiang recognize this woman's true colors and get divorced quickly. Then the money wouldn't be divided up.
Song Nuannuan didn't even buy the food. She went back to Song Fuqiang's ward and immediately told him about this.
As soon as Song Fuqiang heard that Jing Zhen was also in this hospital, his back of the head started to ache faintly. He was furious and wished he could kill Jing Zhen.
"Are you serious?"
"You really saw Jing Zhen flirting with other men!"
Song Fuqiang frowned tightly, and his eyelids twitched.
"Dad, how could I lie to you!" Song Nuannuan said with a smile.
"Then take me to her ward. I must catch this woman in the act!"
After all, Song Fuqiang still wanted to avenge the beating he had received.
In another ward, Jing Zhen looked at the fruits that Jing Zetang had brought her and politely declined.
"Doctor Jing Zetang, I don't like these fruits. Please take them back quickly."
"Eating more fruits is good for your health." Jing Zetang still insisted on putting the fruits on the bedside table.
"Okay then. Thank you, Doctor Jing Zetang."
Jing Zhen had no choice but to accept, thinking that she would buy a gift to return the favor when she was discharged from the hospital.
Seeing that Jing Zetang didn't seem to be leaving after delivering the fruits, Jing Zhen bit her lip and fidgeted with her fingers, feeling a bit embarrassed and uncomfortable.
Jing Zetang was quite interested in observing Jing Zhen.
Jing Zhen couldn't stand being stared at by him anymore, so she spoke up and asked him to leave: "Doctor Jing Zetang, there's nothing wrong with my psychology anymore. You can..."
"I know. You seem to be in a good state." Jing Zetang gave a little laugh. His mouth opened and then closed. Obviously, he wanted to say something but hesitated.
Jing Zhen was understanding. She knew that Doctor Jing Zetang must have something to ask her, but he was just too embarrassed to say it.
"Doctor Jing Zetang, just say what you want. You brought me fruits. I can't eat them for free."
Seeing that Jing Zhen was so smart, Jing Zetang didn't beat around the bush anymore.
"Miss Jing Zhen, I'd like the WeChat ID of the girl who brought you to the hospital yesterday. Can you give it to me?"
"Huh?"
Jing Zhen didn't expect Jing Zetang to come for this. She bit her lip and asked warily.
"Doctor Jing Zetang, don't tell me you fell in love with Yan Mo at first sight?"
"It's not exactly love at first sight."
Jing Zetang waved his hand.
"I just think her psychological state needs a psychologist, so I want her WeChat ID."
"So that's it..." Jing Zhen felt a bit disappointed.
She had thought that Jing Zetang liked Yan Mo. If so, it wouldn't be a problem for her to push Yan Mo's WeChat ID to Jing Zetang.